Re: Please, Nick, Play Some Murder Ballads.

Now l'm at the hairdressers
People watch me as they move past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses his bum against the glass
Now l'm down on my hands and knees
And it's so fucking hot!
Someone cries, "What are you looking for?"
I scream, "The plot, the plot!"

"This is like The Shawshank Redemption, only with more tunneling through shit and no fucking redemption." - Malcolm Tucker